An arrogantly drawn, over-muscled supercar that recalls the great midengine German racecars of the 1930s. It still looks like a Porsche, but one that's been gulping HGH and hanging with Arnold at Gold's Gym.
Quad headlights, a bifurcated front grille that today's Chevys imitate, fenders that bulge over white-letter tires, a giant rear chrome bumper and two of the greatest hood and deck stripes ever drawn. For many, the ultimate GM muscle car.
It looks as if it's carved out of marble. Slab sides, a grille big enough to swallow Oregon, a roof that looks like a top hat, and of course a tire bump on the deck lid. Cost $10,000 back then, looks like a million bucks today.
Wearing spectacular 16-inch wheels, adorned with hood strakes and finished with a small spoiler, it's the third-generation Camaro still worth coveting. The most timeless American shape to come out of the 1980s.